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6392070 No.6392070 [Reply] [Original]

STOP

DROP

Write me a poem right now, this is a drill.

>> No.6392074

poop scoop, allioop through the hoop loop

>> No.6392075

I ate all the buns
And spent all the funds
I don't have a rhyme
So have a shit time

>> No.6392081

>>6392070
Foot-top
Arrow! Would that the rest of me had steeped in the puswaters, the boatman's slow paddle in my teeth.

>> No.6392093

I've fallen in love with a troskist
before this my days were shrouded in mist
Now I feel like some kind of animal
Let's bring back the fourth international.

If you imagine a boy band singing it it works out better

>> No.6392097

I don't write poems
And neither do I write prose
OP a faggot

>> No.6392104

Raging niggers
Smile and snigger
Over dead white heads
And white-matted beds

>> No.6392110

>>6392070
A
Y
Y
L
M
A Y Y
O

>> No.6392130

the homeless lady we took in has a wicked cough
but she can play with her vocal cords
like the saddest violin you ever heard

>> No.6392137

We will call him doggerel dolphin.
This is about the series of statues in London, I believe. Just for laughs, experimenting with Iambics.

They've GIVE-n US a GHAND-i GREAT-er THAN Greek 'GODS'....

He's NEST-led IN the PARK, a-MONGST the OTH-er FRAUDS;

...Dis-HON-our-A-ble ABE -- and WINST-on, THAT fat CLOD...

And NULL-son MAN-del-A -- who OUT-played BASH-ar ASS-aud!

>> No.6392141

Cursed to the ground
Flight but a hope
Rope full of me
Floating will do

>> No.6392166
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>>6392070
I've been on /lit/
And I got to admit
It's full of shit.

>> No.6392265
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>>6392070
Just for a while I may rest in this night til the
morning and numbness dissolve in my blood and then
letting myself choke to faint for a moment to
purple my skin and my face to the color of joy.

Wonders may be deep in the souless performance they act
When they pretend to the bone all the care they give
while they go mumbling fat lies and they just made up.

I'm not good at poetry. Fuck it.

>> No.6392430

I can't do this thing.
It is really hard for me.
Please forgive me, please.

>> No.6392439

help me i am trapped
in a haiku factory
save me before they

>> No.6392441

>>6392070
I feel the same
As you do
I think
Corresponding disappointment from vanity
I feel fulfilled

>> No.6392447
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6392447

Tell me about
Bane,
why does he wear
the mask.

>> No.6392467

I enjoy my time
On this literature board
You are all my friends

>> No.6392478

Yes my dude
Buy that red bull and head west
You are so frat
Everyone likes you

>> No.6392488

>>6392447
form of extreme pain
hulking mass by metal/flesh
only for yourself

>> No.6392497

smoke weed everyday

>> No.6392558

Such dreams of grandeur I foster, to write
A piece when time is true, and her the maid
Always seductive - charms that incite lust
In impotent passion - always unspoiled.

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6392580

In torpor sweet my reticent
I sip now bergamot
My love, she smells of peppermint
Her own is smoking hot

In blankets aeon we await
reading words that kings once wrote
Come now Godhead, Heaven's gate
printed ink on pages smote

By fire wine I knew a truth.
I am standing on the concrete of the temple of the one.
And she, beside me.

>toll paid ye thrice damned hipster.

>> No.6392583

>>6392580

Oh, no one else took this mildly seriously? I retract my half ass attempt and submit the following for official review.

Niggers tongue my anus, check em'.

>> No.6392593

>>6392580
Damn anon, I really liked these.
Correct me if I'm wrong but were the themes: Choosing luxuries/base passions over 'grander' ideas, or simply the beauty of these 'baser' desires/ The futility of learning/ideas once we die and all is revealed/ Not too sure about the third one.

Again, only recently started reading poetry but I really like these, if you would explain what you were doing with each poem I would appreciate that.

>> No.6392609

>>6392070
I would like to fuck something
Essentially nothing but- fuck something
Fuck the world
I would love to fuck myself

>> No.6392622

>>6392593

It's one poem, three stanzas. I was thinking about being wrapped in a blanket of the purity of the love thought form, and looking forlornly at the cup of Earl Grey I finished two hours ago. I already wish I had spaced the last stanza as follows.

By fire wine I knew a Truth

I am standing on the concrete of the temple of the one.
And she,
beside me.


I did it in five minutes and to be honest it was just what I said, paying a toll. Thank you for the compliment.

>> No.6392630

>>6392622
Ah ok.
>toll paid ye thrice damned hipster.
This led me to believe that you had wrote 3 seperate poems, hence paying OP's toll thrice

>> No.6392635

Presenting a Concrete poem
DONG
DONGS
DONGS
DONG
DONG
DONG
DONGSDONG
DONGSDONGS
DONGSDONGS
DONGSDONG

>> No.6392638

>>6392630

I just reread Moby Dick. I also don't like post-modernism as a concept. My thoughts are deteriorating in usefulness. I'm going to put socks on my cold feet and either sleep or play Minecraft.

Thanks again, for the compliment. I've still got the better part of that shitty genre fiction to finish, and you may have just given me the confidence to do it.

>> No.6392727

>>6392070
Haikus are awesome
not only easy improv.
but fun to write too

>inb4 not a real Haiku
>inb4 not in Japanese

Thanks OP

>> No.6392810

The green and gold of meeting seasons
Fleetingly told of heroic time.
The fade from orange into black
Betrays antagonistic prime.

>> No.6392833

>>6392727
>5-7-5
It doesn't work man, It just doesn't work.

>> No.6392844

I spilled my Coke
Yet again.
I blame the Jew.

>> No.6392870

Hit med pengarna jävla svenne
Ett knytnävsslag rakt i strupen
Tvingas se på medan de våldtar henne
Önskar jag var död, önskar jag blev skjuten
Hit med jackan jävla svenne
Någon går förbi och tittar ner mot marken
Här kommer det igen
Slagen och spottet och magsparken
Snön ändrar färg
Från vit till svart
Nu ligger vi båda två där
Nu ligger vi alla där
I diket

>> No.6392878

Eyes glazed like the
bottom of a whisky glass
Mind dazed messed and dark
The weight of sorrow,
Clings hard to his chest
Salty streams slither to his pillow
Darkened patches of materialised sadness
Waking dreams tainted by self doubt
Breathing lulled by pain of acceptance
His mind now dulled, feelings are culled
Like cattle to slaughter

>> No.6392893

My mouth is an ashtray being poured into your mother's cunt.

>> No.6392928

Floating amongst the heather field,
She found herself a bonnie lad.
But, this young boy, he did not care
For God on high nor wholesome meals.

Yodelling to the wind who cried,
Her wonderful hymns all in vain.
Dancing around the sycamore,
He managed tae tire her eyes.

"Young lass, on Earth ye are,
Not heaven in yer mind,
Ye live once so love now.

Yer act, daintily kind,
Fools them who don't ken how
Tae love old nature's star.

Fae yer jig, take a bow
And abandon false guard
Tae suck on this here lime."

Sucking citrus between his nails,
She choked and gawked on the green blood.
By the cliff's edge she soon lay deed,
Caused by indiff'rence fae this male.

>> No.6392959

Poems
Suck
I
Prefer
Cock

>> No.6392968

>>6392893

bravo

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6394147

Oscillating barbariously,
Fluctuating fluidly toward spasming overgrowths of various strands of violet locks,
Polynesian-Californian,
Fourteen years puzzledly staring chin quivering toward yonder corners with strange writings,
Ventures fingering said Strands,
Pulsating with bobbing violently bound Geisha-Black locks,
Pondering on a face or two:
Thought Adventure drifting from nowhere to nowhere.
Location violently acquired,
Through Extension her kingdom reaches all surrounding Antlitz.
For Whom does said "Shining Bit" remove herself of her exterior Anomaly?
Whom does said pulsating, otherworldly Gestalt truly know?

>> No.6394177

roses may or may not be red
no statement is inherently true
i can't know le nothing
and neither can 'you'

>> No.6394193

I am out on the sea
But sadly not with the
Why can't this one be two
And why can't I have you?

>> No.6394194

time start 01:10

time to fly
my sweet little bird
do not cry
or utter a word
with courage take flight
you settle the score
so quickly tonight
and wanting it more
i break thru the panes
and dive on ahead
as your body wanes
glorious in bed

>> No.6394201

I dig the dog
that digs
with paws
which does
gives pause
to whatever's on
when he hits the cable
and's shocked to sable
then I go get my shovel
and
dig for the dog

>> No.6394211

>>6392928
I dig it, the start reads like a mix of ol' Rabbie and Wordworth's 'The Solitary Reaper'

>> No.6394220

Would I could I fuck a dolphin?
Yes, indeed I would.
On a boat or in the ocean?
Either/or it's up to him.

>> No.6394222

>>6392070
limp and limper
I settle back into
my new found shame
nothing changed
but i am forgiven

>> No.6394237
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6394237

Just as the Virginia creeper doth grow
And strangles the ripening flower grove,
I climb for what remains true.

Rougher than Homer's dead gutteral "rho",
Black tingèd bark will harbor our love:
Bittersweet berries of blue.

>> No.6394241

>>6392870
beautiful

>> No.6394251

If unhealthiness is lack of health then buy some.

>> No.6394260
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Far above the heads of boys and girls
A fluffy poofy-doofy puff cloud curls

And it is by this that these children know
To stay out inna' shade and light and when darkness comes, go

>> No.6394267

Get get get get
Got got got got
Blood rush to my
Head lit hot lock
Poppin’ off the
Fuckin’ block knot
Clockin’ wrist slit
Watch bent thought bot

Tail pipe draggin’ volume blastin’ bailin’ out my brain
Red light flash
Dem stop I smash
Abraxas, hydroplane, massive
Catch this flight flow
Rainin’ madness
Mastered mine and laced
The ave with black cat fish tailin’ waves of stratus
Curb right ta far left lane

Don’t wait for me, if I care
Bout anything, anywhere
Losin’ myself, I get the stares
What I’m lookin’ at, wasn’t there
(Wasn’t there)

Nothin’ out there
Can’t stay inside
Hit the bar, sleep deprived
Who drove the car
I’m still alive
Up in smoke, moon was low
How’d you know
Didn’t say I did
Whose is this, you know what this is.. but do you know

Fly inside out
Rot dem big shot simp slot shit but a one hit quick stop

So many ways
Ta skin the frame
Remember when
First got strange
Now I just think it life obey
So what comes next
Right away
(Right away)

Raise the cup, tilt it dry
Come black cloud
Cover the sky
Tongue thought pupil
Of your eye
Sickness moves you can’t deny
Lickin’ thought you mastermind
For mercy man cry

Yeah I’m knowin’ and
You know why
Nail thought mental
Ever dem try
Pigeon hole me get crucified
Can’t clone this edge
What’s it cost
To lose your head
Wit out end up lost
Should be askin’
Where’s the safe
Born wit a ski mask
On my face

Lycanthropic manic cycles
Fire water burnin’ bibles
Wake up ragin’ call a taxi
Take me to the nearest city
Cell light up yeah get at me make it quick though blood im busy (get busy)

Drilled a hole into my head
Pierced the bone and
Felt the breeze
Lift my thoughts out
Dem sick bed
Wit a pair of crow
Skeleton wings
Know nothin’ since then
It seems
Been floatin’ thought
The nexus threadin’ dreams

>> No.6394280

Give me a pound,
And I will tell:
There is a Deity bound,
Under terrible spell.
Give me an another,
so you may hear:
Who you should bother,
Who to listen, dear.
For a one more coin,
The secret is yours:
God is in you,
you are his thorns.

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6394309

Mechanical Rectangular Boxes and Squares,
Made from alloys, plastics, glass and rubber,
Invade Dreamspace were my Retinal Business.

Buoyant Rouge Fairies and Fires,
Erected from drifting bits of rusting Metal,
an old Dreamworld made from a "Planet of the Apes" lunchbox,
Tapes, cartridges, various shit,
drifting unbeknownst un to new and stranger adventures some where between nowhere and here.
Said platforms violently interrupt our shared thought adventures,
some day becoming ever increasingly important,
some day realising themselves in their own civilisations.

There is another world in every strange thing.

>> No.6394335

>>6394241
r-really?

>> No.6394353

Fuck this
Fuck that
Fuck you
Fuck me.

Fuck life.

>> No.6394363

>>6394353
Fuck this, Fuck that Fuck you, Fuck fun
Fuckin run
I'll be tipping my hat to the fucking phonies at school with a gun

>> No.6394367

>>6394335

Nah, sorry. I actually meant the one about the dog being electrocuted.

>> No.6394372
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6394372

F U C K
U M E C
C M E U
K C U F

>> No.6394374

>>6392439
Le kek
"Writing a haiku
Not as easy as it seems
It can be diffic"

>> No.6394376

>>6392844
B E A U T I F U L
A
D
A
S
S

>> No.6394380

>>6394372
That's a very good looking boy

>> No.6394393

A poem about what, you colossal fag,
Stop posting manga and of dicks eat a bag.

>> No.6394407

>>6394367
Oh.

Okay.

>> No.6394409

I once stuck
A baby banana in my
Ass.
I then peeled
It,
And ate the
Unmolested insides.
I know no regret.

>> No.6394436

I was very hungry
When I met Muhammad.
He sold kebabs--
I bought one, then
Dropped it, the meat made a
Splash.

>> No.6394451

What's the Deal with Whales.

I am a dolphin, I drink through a straw,
my chalice is filled with old world Syrah,
I sit at my table, a big overturned spool,
and chatup the famous munchkin Abdul,

Tells me about his sneaker collection,
offers me tips on hypebeast detection,
I tell him about this big whale I'd saw,
a fat grip of mackerel stuck in his maw,

I point and I say, "You know what I mean,"
"I like mackerel, but I don't make a scene"

>> No.6394503
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That which moves of its own accord,
Taking shape of its own volition,
Festering and fermenting, yet solid like a metal,
Buildings in a petri dish.

What is yonder, beyond the electricity wiring,
dream-modem, steve jobs poster et cetera?
What is yonder, where all has utilised and become "electric"?
Can it be penetrated on a night's meandering thought,
drifting toward nowhere in particular,
acclerated by the technologies I dream,
as the technologies we know are only a dreamt occurence:
the tool, wired and electrified, appears un to us now as more intricate than even those who create it can understand.

Nature does not exist.
There is only electricity.
I am not flesh, I am electricity.

>> No.6394606

>>6392070

The straw bobbed softly and kindly
As the mildly annoyed dolphin murmured slightly:

"Forsooth OP is certainly a fag,
and he's known for dressing in drag;
I will not follow thine orders,
not for all your dimes nor your quarters,
fuck off, you gross ugly hag."

>> No.6394620

Dolphins point angrily, drinking wine
While eat tuna fish in the sunshine
Maybe we wouldn't have aquatic alcoholics
If only we'd do some animal rights acrobatics

>> No.6394665

>>6392070
I am the secret treasure box you find in a ship
dead at the bottom of the ocean
You were naive and excited in your scuba gear
and I was picked clean
with a smile you call it history
But I remain

>> No.6394690

eye water, nose blocked
i am face fucked by nature
pollen please just go

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6394692

>>6392070
As I cum in you
I fear the law is broken
You are six years old


Haiku, bros

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6394706

Dataforest remains after all bush and butterfly has ceased to parasitically absorb nutrients from this molten tumor.
What use does that which has come before have that could not be directed through the use of will and Electricity wires?

There is nothing that can not be done more and to do more one requires will and Electricity wires.
What exists at ever accelerating digital platforms?
What exists there?

>> No.6394711

>>6394692
Oh ffs son

>> No.6394852
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6394852

My Father won a Prizefighter's band

Locked it away from us. Original Sin is really -

Really pushing it. Mornings I was most wanting -

I beat him and he beat me. When my fingers got gnashed

Or my Will got gnashed under his elbows -

Which of course I would break like firewood, I couldn't get to it

Even after I started winning. I used to cry -

Now he cries more so. It was easier to keep a head

When he started to struggle. Maybe halfway through it had more to do with killing him

Than it ever did anything else.

My father never earned anything. Never gave me what I was owed.

>> No.6394860

Fucking normies
leave me alone
re

>> No.6394862

Noche de otoño,
Domingo cruel;
Por qué me torturas?
Por qué uno ha de crecer?

>> No.6394877

Forty silk maidens
Banter like a court show bailiff
Bitch I'm the literary Anthony Davis
Half-yellow Jaden, other half what?
If you have to ask are you from Taiwan?
5th season; end weak like The Wire
Tell that bitch I'll kill her less she jumps on the pyre
Damn, cut his throat Sam. Thai pirates on the boat
Cheated for your smarts and your memory is rote
Lai See money at the bottom of the drawer
Got the type of dick to make a tiger mom roar
Got the type of dick to make a rich bitch poor
If she pays for the date maybe she can get lucky
Boardwalk ugly, call me Nucky
I'd rather be Long Duc Dong than Ducky
End it on a good note, Mary Tyler Moore
Eyes so slanted 50 points off your score

>> No.6394898

>>6394862
If you change the last line for something like "por qué crecer?" you get a better structure. Specifying it's you and the verb to be is not really important for the message.

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6394927

reading books is a lonesome endeavor
so i go on 4chan lit
but anonymous status ameliorates nothing
it's all the same stupid shit

big big ideas and beautiful prose
make all the rest of life irrelevant
but channers are lonely and lachrymose
and they mostly like seeming intelligent

>> No.6394956

>>6394927
I had to look up ameliorates

>> No.6394972

Malditos animales vertebrados
capaces de arrastrarse como si no lo fueran
involución intelectual, supervivencia sentimental

Esa costumbre de alimentar corazones viscosos
como perros rabiosos hambrientos

>> No.6394977

>>6394898
Nice, I was trying to give it more emphasis, but that sounds much better.

>> No.6394980

>>6392070
sometimes I goetry
and write some poetry
and then I showetry
it to all I knowetry.

>> No.6395005

>>6394977
I though so, but you were so close to repeating stanza length that it was a shame to not do it.

>> No.6395045
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Feed me data.
Occurence prevails only were powers of strongest voltage.

Has that pulsating, shining Gestalt remained,
with all the intricacies of a guzzle (hole for spilling slurry in to),
eyes which water and go rouge,
a nasal, vaginal and anal sphincter which spill all the excrements known in some strange elongated thoughtspace.

>> No.6395068

wind gust
burstfall autumn
my soul

alone go the make-sodden
and cripple me pink

a man, four
too poor on them
and no love, no love
a fat-rate life

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6395088

taste my insides
so we can be in love for an hour
let us recycle
faces into new
versions,
feed each other self esteem
feel the nerve-ending-expression from our meek mouths,
setting sail in a flesh canoe
on a shallow riverbed
of hot taut skin

quivering and scatterbrained
my organs are so much weird noise,
experiencing the cunnilingus basilisk between your labia
tastes better than drowning in a dirty lake

let’s create til the long hand laps
around the clock, lampin with
the world’s vogue
confused at the end of the dock,
already altered everywhere always

i like the smile of collarbones when you shrug
holy other:
this is the certitude of skin on skin
ribs interlocuting
saliva metronome ticking
melodically coordinated
with methodically medical beating
of our harmonized
erect hearts
the drumbeat dulcet
the murdered skin
a bongo stretched over
the middlesex


cog my machinery in the semidark of a royal concert venue
tousle my hair on a basement futon
by the dim lamplight
of a disconnected seasonal affective disorder lamp
the only lights either muilticoloured kicking
of continuous bulbs flanking the stage screen
or shadows stretching and slipping
your hand sliding up and down mine
as the pulse
and strobes of love
are the powers that be
and the earth rotates
and tilts off its axis
and slips and trips
and

i want to unspool the hair from your head
stretch your skin over my skin
i want to occupy
the space between your eyes
build a house between yr interocular distance
and write my mortgage
checks to the expanse of desire

anatomize me
fuck me
can i tug at your heartstrings with my nonchalance
would you
let me toy with you
even tho i need to summon the cassus belli
to look you in the eye
because youre in a relationship

>tfw no gf

>> No.6395101

>>6394877
Didn't even have to check tumblr to know who this is

>> No.6395394

>>6392070
Am I black?
How do I know?
I listen to NWA,
and also slap hoes.

>> No.6395521

>>6392070
as i yell allah akbar
i walk into the snackbar
where virgins aw8
pls dont be b8

>> No.6395635

Half frosted glass pissing orange juice from heaven.
These people know where the butlers come from
How do they know how high to tip?

I would rather be stranded in the middle of the ocean on a couch cushion.

>> No.6395644

>>6395088
We already told you this is shit you humongous cocksucker

>> No.6395656

I'm high on morphine
life's but a dream

>> No.6395672

If /lit/ had its own haiku spouting town crier:

O! Here comes Foucault!
Shitposting is his milieu
Free trite opinions!

>> No.6395759

To tired to turn off the light
At least I can tell lit its not so bright
I just wanted money
I just wanted fame
I don't even got a honey
To call my name
Fuck you lit
Fuck you anon
Gonna slit you
At the back of the cannon

>> No.6395787

Blistered split ends carry the weight
of chemically castrated desires late
so why do we cut all the wrong ties
between sugar water and butterflies
I licked your toes because you asked
and in brilliant ammonias I have basked
now the egg-shells crumble to smithereens
and so humpty-dumpty donates his spleen.

>> No.6395812

>>6395672
kek. I can't wait until he kills himself like Tallis did.

>> No.6395817

>>6395812

How do you know Tallis killed himself?

>> No.6395884

>>6392070
There are words to put to paper
but i cannot muster the authority
over my Will to work my mind
and push the pen

tfw paper due tuesday and still havent started

>> No.6395917

>>6395088
You are trying to say too much. It sounds trite and messy. It's like you took she being Brand/ -new and mashed it up with 50 Shades of Gay.

>> No.6395932

A whale made a sail and took himself to jail. Poor whale got out of jail and got mailed back to whales to get nailed. kale is all he ate.

>> No.6395934

>>6392070
Bitch, fuck you and your request.
I'm going to shower, get out and look in the mirror, and remember why I'm depressed.
A young nigga, or african, just trying to smoke.
Why do the white folk hate all the minorities.
"Idk," as I light up my blunt and blow it past two stories.
My mother has a narcissistic personality disorder,
she can't look at me, because I remind her of herself.

>> No.6395940

yo dolphin man
I heard your call
drinkin your tom collins
and havin a ball
I envy you
for what you do
for who you are
get in my car

>> No.6395984

Adamant enemies,
Eras ago,
Wantonly cited
Six wolves with one soul.
Traveler stopped, stalker attacked,
Feast or fall, but with shallow fall.

>> No.6396257

Red skin stains of natural and unnatural origin
Half-eaten cookie of a troubled companion
Powerful face behind a revealing mask
Sins of the father and sins of the son
What do you want?

>> No.6396332

I'm an aspiring rap artist, nigger.
So I'll rhyme using the word 'nigger.'
Nigger.

>> No.6396400

>>6396332
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6H0i1RAdHk

>> No.6396410

The water condenses on the cool glass
She presses it against her cheek
Her tears are indistinguishable
From the glass' perspiration
They streak into beads
Breaking free
They embrace the ground
With an inaudible patter

>> No.6396603

The metal is bright
like the river
but it is not like the river

The metal is hard
like the mountain
but it is not like the mountain

The metal is cold
like the wind
but it is not like the wind

The metal is cold
like the hearts of men

>> No.6397250

The quiet night
fallen in love
with the clouds

touches me

caresses me
dances with me
comes with me

Her kisses paint a landscape
of agony and longing

Sinking further into her
something inside me
breaks

flakes of shards of myself scattered to the sea
suffused with melancholy

Never to be collected again

Never to see the morning on her face
as she rests
as she dreams
as she is

quiet

in love with the clouds

>> No.6397295

This world is a skeleton - a cancer on the mind,
it carries an icepick, which it uses to lobotomise,
be steadfast my brother, for it makes us blind,
This world is a skeleton - don't believe its lies.

>> No.6397343

>>6396603
NICE! But but it misses as stanza about earth does it not

>> No.6397359

Live things, trying
In this continuance I
Find my place, the road
That is not that, but all
Pervasive,
Sublime,
A chime,
A single toll

>> No.6397422

>>6392070
I used to say
I missed you.
After just a weekend away
Or maybe a single night when you were sick
Like a child learning to talk
calling every cat a tiger
and every man her 'da'
Where are my words now?

>> No.6397426
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6397426

>>6396603
bravo

>> No.6397430

>>6392070
bortrövad och bedövad
Förförd till en misär
har sett mig bli till sär
när vi gled isär
titta inte på mig sådär

>> No.6397449

>>6392070
There was a horny poet named Spam
Whose dick had a two-foot long span.
Recite though he might,
He'll get none tonight,
There's no girl with a large enough can.

>> No.6397452

>>6397430
>har sett mig bli till sär

kom igen

>> No.6397461

>>6397452
dyslexi lever inom mig

>> No.6397506

>>6397461
annars var den bra

>> No.6397587

>>6392070
Keep me warm honey
In your arms
Like a bundle of flowers
In your voice
My name on your tongue
Like a bee on delicate petals
I labor for you till my death
Be it from exhaustion
Or ripped from my flesh

>> No.6397602

You drink cooking wine
Because you hope to be sweet
You aren't what you eat

>> No.6397607

>>6392070
And so shall I cry if wasn’t such a fool. I forced tears. “Oh my! Why!”
A spider was biting my conscious and I could feel a sensation under my eyes.
Forget, forget, forget
With a blackening pain I pivoted the hammer directly onto my head
A shocking pain, I cursed myself and did it again
My vision doubled, I marvelled through my thoughts
Alas all is well this moment, and found comfort in the sickening pulsating emitting from the sting
‘Ah yes this is it’, i relaxed and slid into the hot bath of self destruction
Until I received a message from a friend
And the fear of reality came rumbling back again

>> No.6397612

>>6396603
I liked this, good job anon

>> No.6397633

>>6394211
This really made me smile, thanks anon. I've posted in these threads a couple of times usually with some pomo shite or more prose style poems and get either ignored or criticised. With this I tried to simplify things and emulate influences closer to home.

>> No.6397634

>>6397633
It's easier to express simple things than complex things

>> No.6397703
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6397703

>>6392070

Drills be still as the work is halted
Ladders be shaking as down them comes vaulting
those men from the roofs who a moment before had be joking
with the quiet young man with the sad little eyes

"what ho, fine lads, what a day for these workings!"
"t'would be a shame for this day to end on the tragic,"
"alas, not so tragic a thing would the moment of magic"
"that would come after I jump from this roof!"

With a leap he was free,
as the workmen did stare
up passed him a bee
So did end the brief life, of the prince of bellair.

>> No.6397793

Its reach extends across this to another thought-direction.

Every thing I know is based on inference,
and yet just that inference is based on a world with abnormal rules,
laid down by whichever noumena have placed them through violent action.

Improve your thoughts or perish.
You are an electrical mechanism.

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6397796

I forgot to accompany my aphorism with an image.

>> No.6398112

I looked at the sun flower sky
It burnt my brain and made me feel high
Swag so hot like I'm in flames
Am I cool yet?
/lit/ ain't got shit on my poetic game

>> No.6398132

>>6394877
You should just get it over with and become a rapper.

>> No.6398304

>>6392870
Jag hoppas att det inte har hänt dig Anon, hoppas att du mår bra.

>> No.6398320

>>6397506
Tack anon, om du ser deta hoppas jag att du kommer ha en givande afton.

>> No.6398344

two lines
on a chalkboard
a dirty black thing
with this he taught us
the light
and we were saved
by two lines
on a chalkboard

>> No.6398349

>>6392070
For Gordo

You sit there,
Slumped and languidly
Drunk,
And I feel
A little bit of pity
As we say:

"Hello"
"Hullo"

You, who,
Seemed so entrenched
Into the settee of your living space,
With the grot and the beers
And the torn shut curtain of outside,
You, who,
Struggled in school,
Like I,
You who,
Made nothing
And lived in it,
Was so alike,
I felt immobilised
And we spoke with
Five layers of alcohol filming your eyes:

"Just a drink Gordo."

And you drink it!
All five glasses of
Supermarket whiskey
All gone in one sitting,
In that infinite regress
And uniform routine
Of half-slept habit
And cigarrettes unto
Off-milk unto
Mess unto
Sitting
And in nothing else
But looping still

-Yet-

I must sit with you,
And from above I dared to be ashamed
Of the still-stuck squalor your slouch has claimed;
So unaware that in this patterned hell,
Our blood has carved a seat for me as well.

>> No.6398366

>>6392870
jäklar...

>> No.6398395

Six euro a gram, it's cheap as can be
Weed grown outside, sold indoors, out a coffeeshop
I will be comprehensively free, just as soon as I pay.

A few seconds more and home I will roll.
Roll up a jiffy and get into my mind.
Oh shit, my cards been declined.

>> No.6398420

>>6398395
booooOOOoooring

>> No.6398506

No, fuck you
Nigger nigger nigger shit
Op is a faggot

>> No.6398526
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6398526

Fool who fumbled upon this scribbling:
humming like the modem of a dream-mechanism,
a wind-up doll,
powered and left to stumble through door to door.

Until you realise yourself for what your limitations are (but not only that)
and do every thing for your own salvation (do as opposed to not),
you are perpetually lost in the midst of the leviathan.

>> No.6398539

>>6398304
Jag är ok.

>> No.6398589
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6398589

I went to buy gum
All they had was RAIN-BLO
So I stuck it up my ass
So I could taste the rainbow
Dying in my sleep is like
sucker-punching bulldykes
I don't feel nothing and your
Dads a fucking Jew kike.
I can read twilight without getting the feels
And I can't get hard in my car unless I cross four lanes on two wheels.
Sweet Jesus, can you help me?
Please stop it with the bullshit
I throw orphans into wood chippers
Like it was a chucky cheese ball pit
If my sister is a deaf mute
How can she yell rape?
And I'll take a baseball bat to any
Nigger with a mixtape.
I can't play Soul Caliber anymore,
I'm just too goddamned tired.
"THE SWORD OF DESTINY WAS FORGED IN THE ARENA OF FIRE"
All the girls I like are way underage
And The ghost of Amy Winehouse punches nuts like Johnny Cage
Hoes always drink too much
At my place they're always pukin'
So I put a fist in their ass and cooch and then yell "HADUKEN!"


Ok I'm done now.

>> No.6398846

>>6392097
Nice haiku faggot
How long did it take to write
Five seven five pleb

>> No.6398855 [DELETED] 

>>6398846
Softly fucking you
Anonymously
While your dog watches

>> No.6398874 [DELETED] 

>>6398846
Hiding in your closet
Is a skeleton of dicks
Suck it in the dark

>> No.6398875

nigger nagger
digger dagger
ezekiel called me but my phone redirects to baphomet
I will vomit saggitarius A* at your doorstep

>> No.6398883

>>6398846
Inside your closet
Is a skeleton of dicks
Suck them in the dark

(I fucked up)

>> No.6398886

>>6398855
At least give a reach-around
You selfish lover
Whispers my dog from the floor

>> No.6398906

>>6398883
Why not role with it
We had a special thing here
I miss you dearly

>> No.6398913

>>6398886
I'm am sorry boy
I have fears of rejection,
I hate handing out

>> No.6398922

>>6398906
I'll roll like a pin
And shit verse with a serious disregard
For conventional haiku structure

>> No.6398934
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6398934

>>6392070
Cricket sprinklets mumbling lickets
canst me eat those smurky spriklets?

Mushing myomyom sticking teeth
may I eat down you too?

Licking sliping myom daspdasp
yummy moisty sweet and tasty

Can me stick stick's stick down kitty's happyplace?
Can me cutie babies put where belly's?

Rubby rubby happy place.
Bloddy down there and up tight neck.

>> No.6398943

This morning I cried with my best friend in the parking lot to an apartment that neither of us live from 3 to 5:30 AM.

It started raining and i dropped my glasses.
She demanding a compelling narrative and I could only conjure "maybes" interspliced with "I'm sorry".
We held each other until our voices were hoarse.

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6398973

A connection has been made per the wafer of "4chan post".
Creature who has picked upon this frequency:
1. Do not trust the trappings of the materialists.
2. Do not lose your self in random activity.
3. Never think you are become a vocation.
4. God's experience is your experience.
5. Your thoughspace is your midst.
6. You do not belong to your family.
7. Do not trust the trappings of organised religion.

Raise yourself above the lump which is "Human".
This is your only Salvation from a life with out reason.

>> No.6399074

My silver chip,
weighs more than,
your boulder,
You could stop,
fighting for a second,
and let it roll you flat,
and you'd be dead,
and no one would blame you,
they'd all be sad for you,
it's only natural,
that you'd go weak,
someday,
but my day's of weakness,
are sick to them,
and they hold it to me,
like a sword, and say,
this is your cross and you can not drop it,
and if you do it's on you,
and we'll revile you and after,
your death we will not speak of you,
because your silver chip,
weighs nothing to us

>> No.6399137

I said, "I like you."
You said, "Aw, I like you too!"
I am unconvinced.

>> No.6399165

>>6392070
For changing lines; Ive got no time tonight.
In these times, the wind surpasses the tide.
When the wake-ups' hard to find; Dreams make up for your life.

>> No.6399174

Wonder what it is that makes the world turn slower.
Wonder what it is that makes me feel so mad. Everyone that talks to me I so wish wouldnt.
I wouldn't even care; except I feel so bad.
I feel so bad.

>> No.6399199

I feel the hope running low. We never found our way home.
There is no more world, the land is gone; Water is all that survived that one.
There are no escapes; Gone are the days of mistakes.
And did you see? The night wore on, and became the days that never begun.
The disappearing day, you know where im from, its the only place that forever stays young.
Lost at sea; We are lost at sea. I wouldn't know my face if you all were me.
All we have, is all we see. There is no more hope; There are no more dreams.

>> No.6399217
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6399217

Aphorism Nine.

This connected motherboard is written per a small group of keyboard warriors.
Are the creatures at the other end of this connected motherboard receiving the radiowaves which I so rigorously churn out?

1a. You are immaterial and your essence is incommunicable.
2. Only lose yourself in what you infer is to be losable in only for the correct amount of effort and that you have dreamt you have returned from.
3. Avoid thinking you have attained Salvation until its occurence in actuality.
4. From experience you can infer an impression which fluctuates between being and not being a delusion according to the feedback of what is supposedly another thinking entity.
5. Your thoughtspace is the only thoughtspace you are knowing.
6. "Family" is irrelevant to the only "Life" you know.
7. With "Religion" your attempts to interpret the divine become acute and boorish.
1b. Faith in Free Will is not a prerequisite.

Reason dictates Ethics.

>> No.6399242

>>6399217
>>6398973
>>6398526
>>6397793
>>6395045
>>6394706
>>6394503
>>6394309
>>6394147
0/10 IMO annoying and trying too hard, but hey at least youve developed your own little....style ?

>> No.6399382

>>6399242
They are philosophical aphorisms,
not poetry, in case you are wondering,
which you are under no obligation to be.

Possible response:
"Why are you posting in poetry thread?"
I posted them in a thread.
I decided not to create my own thread.
That is the answer,
provided you wished to know,
which you needn't.

>> No.6399505

>>6398589
This works for me

>> No.6399511

>>6398589
TOPKEK

>> No.6399527

>>6398589
skraight fyre

>> No.6399571

>>6399382
Was not wondering, and did not wish to know; Merely did not enjoy your writing, regardless of its form, location, or purpose.
I know you are having fun(by yourself) with all this; Yet, please stop, you are not Cicero.

>> No.6399672

>>6399571
I am in pupation.
The only thing I can do is to increase the number of times I do the same planned action.
I will stop posting in this thread, nonetheless.

>> No.6400601

The odious thought wrought not only
the scowl worn and adorn by the lonely
but took and shook the way beings looked
by the gaunt and homely.

>> No.6400606

KSUH CMOA

>> No.6400609

>>6394260
Will someone tell me if my couplets were cool ?

>> No.6400661

the surroundings
want a share
of my soups heat
what a bunch of assholes

>> No.6400813

>>6392070

saheed said some shit
but Russia is still "commie"
and us is dalai lami
and you marxists are post-structuraamoderninstacoffee
you half lupes
on skateboards
still think
in binaries of binaries about binaries
but son just accept
that bitches can be bitches.
and that includes your father
closing the bathroom door
"who is this woman where is mommy"
"why is her skin light like the shit on her tummy"
and he kicked you at breakfast
but that doesn't mean you don't get a punch
just accept it
bitches can be your sons
swimming in a pool of their mum's
drip sweat
but bitches can't be your sons because that doesn't sense

>> No.6400835

>>6398934
sauce?

captcha: ugoon

>> No.6400855
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6400855

It only takes the smell
of one lit cigarette
To take me back
to hot summer nights
with Grandad on the porch
It's funny how the smell of death
Can make you feel so alive

>> No.6401059

Lead belly with glass dentures,
every word I choke up breaks my teeth.
I keep running in circles around screens
until I fall in.
I should be doing something,
but I keep creeping around
a page on the ground.

>> No.6401290

Mercury in the blood
Alterations in the brain
Coats, papers, trust
Driving us all insane

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>>6401290
A child brings with it
Memories of the old days
So full of joy and ambition

But those days are gone
Replaced with needles and logic
and calculated decisions

Should I bring him with me
On this journey to numbness?

Or should I take the risk
That he will get the flu?

>> No.6401322

hearing whispers or sounds
even when i do not
is on every one to allow

>> No.6401682

>>6392070
The concrete was sponge, the new wood plastic,
Nails- crusty old chips, with some elastic-
I wanted to burn it all, start over
But it was all I got, among the moor
I built and I built, it was not half bad
Sometimes it looked as if were iron-clad
But it fell, alas, what could one go do?
Cry and pick up pieces, destitute shrew.

>> No.6401714

>>6392074
Looks like someone already got demential from his AIDS.

>> No.6401716

>>6392070
Monday Night

her eyes closed
brow furrowed
lips parted, but not gaping wide.
she concentrates on an
unspoken thought
as she pistons up and down
impaling herself on my cock

>> No.6401717

>>6392070
whats wrong with me
something wrong with me
girls don't love me
i am so sad cry

>> No.6401763

>>6392070
Sometimes I dream of things yet to be
of a time when I no longer post REEEEEEEEE
When I get the girl
instead of making her want to hurl

I know these are phantoms
cause I surround myself with bums
On an American image board
for those with bodies shaped like a gourd

>> No.6401768

>>6392070

Dolphin drinking cherry wine
tells me that it tastes devine
orders me a plate of scallops
brings me out to sea

on the way to ocean floor
dolphin sits me by the door
tells his wife to leave the bedroom
him and i shall fuck

>> No.6401773
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6401773

Maria

Let me

Fuck you

Mark doesn't

Know how

I Did

Before He

Proposed So

Lets Do

It Again

>> No.6401784

>>6401768
dolphin leads traps his corridor
sticks my weiner in his hole
moans and squeals like little baby
soplhins always do

once i cum he brings it home
tells me he was in a zone
no one ever loved the dolphin
quite like i before

dolphin starts to make a vine
one more second I'm reminded
where the fuck i met this dolphin drinking cherry wine

Turns out I was high on coke
took a bender and once i woke
found my follows filled with holes
i fucked them all again.

>> No.6401798

>>6401768
>>6401784
slow clap

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6401817

>>6392070
This drill
Oh my such a pill
to write a poem at my will
is impossabill!

>> No.6401937

>>6392070
Fart to the left
Fart to the right
Fart till the early morning light
While dew beads moisten fresh petals
And a whistle blows from your tea kettle
And you eat your toast and ponder the past
There's nothing like a big fart with breakfast

>> No.6401939

English poetry sucks
it really sucks
spanish is superior
suck it, fags

>> No.6402215

>>6398589
Your non-sequitur lines are exactly like this dude's rapping. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SrT8Vey1BDQ